Vadajo

This picture melts my heart. My two favorite things in the whole world…

Take one tiny baby, one oversized chair, and the “multipicture” mode on a digital camera, add some cruel parents, and this is what you get…

When I look at this picture, I hear Chris saying in his “pretend Vada” voice…

“I hate pink. Why are they always dressing me in pink? And what’s with this pink pillow? If I had any limb control and manual dexterity, I’d be dressing myself, and it sure wouldn’t be in PINK. Pink ENRAGES me!”

For father’s day, Vada got her daddy a hammock stand! We got the hammock as a wedding present (thanks, Leah!), but our house doesn’t have two good trees to hang it from. So, it was languishing in the garage, waiting for us to move…. or get a stand.

[....Great picture, if only I had the focus right!....]

I was so excited to see Vada’s first real, repeatable smiles! Now all that hard parenting work will FINALLY have some reward… Her gummy grin looks so goofy!

Everyone keeps asking if Vada’s hair is red… The jury is still out. She was born with this lovely auburn-ish hair, but it’s mostly fallen out now (at 6 months). Her eyebrows (such as they are!) are reddish, but her eyelashes are definitely darker.  Maybe another 6 months will tell…

One of our best purchases (in dollars per minute!) was the papasan swing. After she got past that newborn nap-anywhere stage, she took every daytime nap in her swing. We had a system, a la “the happiest baby on the block”: swaddle, swing, pacifier, and white noise. It worked like a charm, and she has been a great napper and has slept through the night since she was something like 6 weeks old. Of course, it could be that she’s just built that way, and it has nothing whatsoever to do with our so-called system.

Ah, parenting – a bunch of hypotheses built on a dataset of 1…

I’m not sure if Chris was giving her a smooch, or just trying to keep the dang pacifier from falling out…